Fu Lingfeng furrowed his brow, his face darkening with displeasure.
He never liked women meddling in business matters. Over the years, Gu Nanqiao had her own company and had never interfered, a fact he had grown accustomed to.
He lowered his head, lost in thought for a moment.
Having struggled in the business field for so many years, he knew which ventures were profitable and which were not. The perfume was produced by TK International and FU did not need to invest any capital; even if the profits were split thirty to seventy, he wouldn't incur losses.
Moreover, the Angle perfume was the tenth anniversary commemorative product of TK International. Once it hit the market, he needn't worry about sales at all. Ultimately, FU would still make a handsome profit.
After pondering for a while, he nodded and agreed, "That works, Mr. Carlos, here's to a pleasant collaboration."
After speaking, he picked up the wine on the table and downed it in one go.